At a time when the world seems to be spinnin' hopelessly out of control,There's deceivers an' believers an' old in-betweeners,That seem to have no place to go.Well, it's the same old song, it's right an' it's wrong,An' livin' is just somethin' that I do.An' with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes,An' I found myself in you.

I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars.An' I've nearly gone up in smoke.Now my hand's on the wheel, I've something that's real,An' I feel like I'm goin' home.

An' in the shade of an oak down by the river,Sit an old man an' a boy,Settin' sail, spinnin' tales an' fishin' for whales,With a lady they both enjoy.Well, it's the same damn tune, it's the man in the moon.It's the way that I feel about you.An' with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes,An' I found myself in you.

An' I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars.An' I've nearly gone up in smoke.Now my hand's on the wheel, I've something that's real,An' I feel like I'm goin' home.